After another ten minutes, Fangyuan felt that it was almost done. He picked up a piece of fat with chopsticks, waited for it to cool down and put it into his mouth.
After one bite, there was a sizzling sound and a mouthful of fragrance. Fang Yuan smiled and quickly fished out the grease with a slotted spoon.
Fangyuan put the grease into a bowl, then closed the air vent of the coal stove and took down the wok.
Not to mention, this is quite a lot of oil. In the past, this amount of oil would have been enough for Fangyuan’s family for half a year.
But it won’t happen now. Although Fangyuan’s family is not saying that they can eat as much as they want! At least there is no shortage of oil.
In the past, my mother would give the monthly quota of meat stamps to others in exchange for food or other things, but she doesn’t use it now, so whether it’s meat or oil, Fangyuan’s family now has no shortage.
Of course, it is impossible to eat casually like later generations, because even Fangyuan doesn’t have many meat tickets in his hands now.
When the oil cooled down, Fangyuan poured the oil into the oil jar. This oil jar was specially used by Fangyuan's family to store lard. Every time he used it, he scooped out a little bit with a spoon.
After finishing this, Fangyuan checked that it was still early, so he took out the white flour, poured some into the basin, then put some yeast in and started kneading the dough.
The noodles were mixed quickly, and they were set aside to ferment. Then they took out five or six eggs and beat them in a bowl, then opened them with chopsticks.
The pot that was used to make the fattening meat was not yet moved, so Fangyuan took advantage of the pot to fry the eggs. He didn't care about eating the scrambled eggs, but instead cooked them.
A piece of Chinese cabbage, a few radishes, and a large handful of vermicelli that my mother was going to eat during the New Year, and soaked them in hot water first.
Start cutting the radish and cabbage after washing them. It is easier to chop into thin strips. After the cabbage and radish are cut, the vermicelli will be soaked.
Fangyuan cut the vermicelli again, then chopped it together, and added scrambled eggs and fat in the middle.
After it was chopped, Fangyuan realized that it seemed to be too much. There was no other way. Fangyuan could only take out the fermented noodles and mix some more.
Yes! Fangyuan prepared to make the buns, rolled them with fat, took a bite, and his mouth was filled with fragrance. Thinking of this made Fangyuan drool.
Punch the dough into individual pieces, then knead it a few more times to make it into a round shape, but use a rolling pin to roll it out.
Fangyuan knows how to make steamed buns, and does it very well. It didn’t take long to finish wrapping the buns.
Take out the big aluminum pot. This big aluminum pot is not used very often because it is rarely used. The aluminum pot has two layers and can steam a lot of buns at one time.
The same goes for steamed buns. Wash them first, add some water underneath, and put them on the stove.
Place the wrapped buns one by one on the grate, but although this large aluminum pot is large, it can only hold twelve or three on one layer.
Both layers were filled, and there were still more than a dozen left. I had no choice but to wait for the next pot to steam them again.
While steaming, the noodles I had just made had already opened, and Fangyuan hurriedly wrapped them again. This time I finally finished wrapping them.
Fangyuan counted, and after adding the remaining dozen, there were actually fifty-three. If you add the ones that were already steaming, there were more than seventy.
There are so many steamed buns, enough to last for several days. Of course, Fangyuan is a bit too extravagant, as he only uses white flour.
Let’s not talk about the fat. It is originally used to make buns or dumplings, but Fangyuan is made of vermicelli and eggs. This is not a bit luxurious, but very luxurious.
Soon the pot was steamed. Fangyuan quickly took it off the stove and opened the lid of the pot to let out the steam. Steaming steamed buns is easier than steaming steamed buns.
The steamed buns may need to be steamed for a while if they are not cooked properly, but the steamed buns do not need to be steamed. Of course, the main reason is that steamed buns are mostly cooked.
For example, fats and oils, such as fried eggs, as for vermicelli, these things are cooked, and the raw ones are radishes and cabbage.
But these two things can be eaten raw, not to mention they are steamed now. Let’s put it this way, as long as the skin of the buns is steamed, the buns will also be cooked.
When the steam was almost gone, Fangyuan quickly picked up the buns and put them into a large porcelain basin. This is the basin used by Fangyuan's family to store steamed buns, steamed buns, and steamed buns.
This is the case in this era. There is no such thing as a steamed bun stove. Whether it is to put steamed buns or steamed buns, or even to hold porridge, they basically use foreign porcelain basins.
Since the Fangyuan family lives in this era, of course there is no exception.
After picking up the buns from the aluminum pot and placing them in a porcelain pot, Fangyuan added some water and steamed another pot. Looking at the remaining steamed buns, Fangyuan shook his head and said, "Oh! I still need another pot."<
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"Why do you want a pot?" The door was suddenly pushed open.
Fangyuan has such a girlish heart! She was so frightened that she jumped wildly. She patted her chest and said, "Sister, won't you slow down?"
The third sister can still slow down at this time. She can already smell the fragrance from the gate. She knows that the food at home will be improved today.
She originally thought it was her mother who did it when she came back, but she didn't expect it was her younger brother Fangyuan, but at this time, Fangyuan was no longer in her eyes.
Yes! Now all she could see were the freshly steamed buns, and she rushed towards them like a hungry wolf, grabbing one with one hand and stuffing it into her mouth.
"Third sister, I told you to slow down, are you worried that you won't be full after eating so much?" Fang Yuan shook her head as she spoke.
"Brother, this...did you do this?" Although the second sister also wanted to pounce on her, she still asked first.
Fangyuan shrugged, looked at the second sister and said, "Is there anyone else in my family besides me?"
"That's right." The second sister nodded, walked to the porcelain basin doubtfully, picked up a bun and took a bite, her eyes immediately lit up.
It turned out that she didn't rush forward in a hurry because she was afraid that Fangyuan's buns wouldn't be edible, but when she saw that the third child ate them so deliciously, she couldn't help it.
"Brother, did you really do this?" The second sister asked again suspiciously.
It’s not like I haven’t eaten steamed buns made with grease before, but compared with this, it’s a huge difference.
Fangyuan gave the second sister a roll of her eyes, covered her chest and said, "If you don't want to eat it, just put it down. I have such a girlish heart!"
"Keke, you're still an old man, you're still a girl, hahaha! I'm laughing so hard." The third sister pointed at Fang Yuan and said with a smile while eating.
Fangyuan gave Third Sister another look, walked over and picked up a bun to eat.
These are the steamed buns he worked so hard to make, and he hasn’t eaten them yet!
"Brother, to be honest, you are really good at making these buns. I will make them again next time!" The second sister came over and patted Fang Yuan on the shoulder and said.
"Still cooking?" Fangyuan glanced at the second sister, pointed to the pot and the unsteamed buns on the chopping board and said, "These are enough to last for several days."
The steamed buns that Fangyuan steamed today were relatively large. Such a large aluminum pot can only steam twelve or three buns per layer. You can imagine how big they are.
And there are more than 70 steamed buns in total. If one person eats two at a meal, five people can only eat 30 buns a day.
Besides, you can’t eat steamed buns three times a day! If you eat something else, you won’t have any problems after eating it for several days.
"Boss, I'm here."
At this moment, the fat man's voice appeared at the door, and almost as soon as he finished speaking, the little fat man also entered the room.
"Old...boss."
The little fat man called Fangyuan, but his eyes were staring at the buns in the porcelain basin.
He can't just go up and get it like the second and third sisters. Children in this era are more sensible. If the owner doesn't give it to him, he won't do it even if he wants to eat it.
"Here you go, take it yourself if you want."
Hearing what Fangyuan said, the little fat man immediately rushed forward, picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth.
In just a few minutes, the little fat man had already eaten two. After finishing the two, the little fat man did not move again.
The third sister ate earlier and finished the two buns very quickly. She also wanted to get them after eating, but was stopped by Fangyuan.
"Brother, what are you doing?" the third sister asked in confusion.
"Third sister, are you still full of two buns?"
Just kidding, the little fat man only ate two of such big buns, while the third sister and a little girl wanted to eat the third one. Isn’t this a joke!
This is not to say that Fangyuan won't let Third Sister eat, but that she is afraid that she will hold on. This is no joke, it can hold up bad people.
"I'm full, but I still want to eat." The third sister said, holding the corner of her clothes with her hands, and her eyes were still staring at the buns as she spoke.
"Third sister, if you want to eat, wait until night to eat. You can't eat it now." When Fang Yuan said this, he winked at the second sister.
The second sister nodded, went over and pulled the third sister and said, "I'm right, no matter how delicious it is, you can't eat more."
"Oh!" The third sister nodded.
Let alone one steamed bun, even if there are ten steamed buns, I would not be reluctant to give them to the third sister, but I really can’t eat them.
The first is to eat enough.
The second is that the buns are too oily and there is usually not much oil or water in the stomach. If you suddenly eat too much oil and water at once, it will cause diarrhea.
Although the second sister was trying to persuade the third sister, after she finished the first one, she still took another one to eat, and Fangyuan didn't stop her.
There shouldn't be any problem if he eats two, because he also ate two himself.
"Okay, I'll cook some rice porridge and drink some rice porridge later."
"Yeah!" The third sister nodded quickly.
When steaming the third pot of steamed buns, Fangyuan changed the water again, then grabbed two handfuls of rice and put it in.
This is a steamed bun. If it is a steamed bun, it will not work, because it takes a long time to steam the buns, so the water below will be toxic due to the long burning time.
This won’t happen with steamed buns, because steaming buns basically boils the water and the buns are cooked, so there is no need to cook them again.
When the second pot of steamed buns was steamed, the porcelain basin could no longer hold it, so Fangyuan had no choice but to take out the porcelain basin as well.
Three pots of steamed buns were piled high in two porcelain basins. Don’t forget that these were more than seventy large steamed buns. Even if Fangyuan and the others ate seven or eight, there would still be more than sixty. p>
After picking up the buns, Fangyuan served everyone a bowl of porridge, which was very thin because Fangyuan put less rice.
This is not to say that he is reluctant to put more, but it is not necessary. Everyone is full after eating the steamed buns, and just drinks some thin rice porridge to fill the gaps.
